Your blog sounds like the blog of a busy person, a friend wrote. Such a pity it’s the wrong sort of busy-ness – writing busy-ness has me blogging and thinking, but this keep a dozen balls in the air busy-ness doesn’t. I bet I’m forgetting something as we speak. Write.
Right, the report that’s due tomorrow. And a list of publications for a possible project. And get that info to him, and follow up on that other meeting.
See, that’s really not very interesting or bloggable, is it? When I’m in this, I have trouble rising high enough above it to see the forest instead of the trees. It’s an unfamiliar kind of busy-ness. It makes me appreciate how teaching and research, though often pressured day-to-day deadlined kind of activities, do allow and require a good deal of thought. You get to see the forest. The views. I enjoy blogging that stuff.
I guess the four minutes spent writing this are a glimpse of the big picture. Now, back to the trees.
The Angler
When I started blogging (about a year ago) I posted a lot of information similar to that contained in your second paragraph. Going back and reading these old posts was like listening to the underwater tapping of Morse code from a distant submarine–the data rate so slow and the information so general. The beauty of the blog of a busy person is that it gives us a way to say things that are important to us, that most of the people around us are too busy to stop and listen to. What does the reader get? Reading reminds us that we are not alone in the world.
Jill
Morse code from a distant submarine, wow, I love that. Yes.